Those Damned Pop-ups!
I open up a website to review the latest news:
A pop-up grabs the screen, and I’m about to blow a fuse.
Whether in the online LA Times or Portland’s old Tribune,
It blocks me from the story with an ad inopportune.
Savagely I click upon the “X” that marks the spot
Wherin I can delete it – but delete it I cannot!
It runs its course like Destiny. Like Destiny it fails
To take into account my cussing and heart-broken wails.
To you who create pop-ups and all other bells and whistles
That wreck my viewing pleasure – may you strangle on some thistles!
I hope that when your loved ones come to visit your cold tomb
They’re blocked by walls of pop-ups all in ruddy, noisy bloom.
(Now just an afterthought: I’m sure that when you read this piece
On any website, you will first get lots of pop-up fleece.
That’s why a real book or magazine is such a blessing –
You get right to the written word without the window dressing!)
−March 24, 2015